Author's Note: Wow, so I was impressed by the number of reviews for chapter one. Apparently I can write normal, honest-to-God stories, who would have thought. I don't know how often this story is going to be updated though, I have a lot of it written, or at least mapped out, but I don't know how often I will actually be updating. My loyalty is still to my series, because I love my series, I like this story too, but I love my series, it's where my FanFiction started. But I will finish my story, I always finish my stories … eventually. Just be patient.

Chapter Two : What About Future Consequences?

Leo took a deep breath as the other Elders looked upon him as they thought over his request. He knew it was unlike him, sneaking behind everyone's back - sneaking behind Piper's back - but he needed to know the truth about Chris Perry and if the Elders agreed, who was Chris to defy them? They were the ones who could send his manipulative ass back to the future if it was deemed fit. With what he was planning, Leo was pretty sure they would get that very evidence. Meaning Chris would be out of his life for good.

Chris had, after all, overstayed his welcome.

One of his fellow Elders, Zola, frowned as he looked at Leo. "You do realising what you're asking of us, don't you?" He asked carefully as he observed Leo with a gentle eye. None of them knew what Leo had given up to become one of them, they didn't know the feeling, but he trusted Leo. Besides, even he wasn't sure about Chris Perry the half white lighter from the future, there were too many unknown details. "Leo, I trust you judgement but there are some things that we were never meant to know about the future. Some things are meant to happen on their own course, seeing it, it could bring forth unknown consequences when regarding the future."

Leo resisted the urge to roll his eyes at the all too familiar phrase 'future consequences.' If he wanted the other Elders to grant his wish, however, then rolling his eyes wouldn't exactly be the greatest idea. "Yes I understand," he said simply as he stared Zola in the eyes. "But we need to know if Chris is a threat. He claims to be here to save the future, but we have no real proof of such a fact." Leo stated, "For all we know he could be here manipulating everything to his liking if he's evil."

There were some mutterings among the other Elders as they considered what Leo was saying, and it was true. There was no real proof of Chris' true intentions, and future consequences didn't really exist, because if the boy succeeded then that future - the future he came from - wouldn't happen.

There was no harm in knowing.

Suddenly one of the Elders, Gideon, nodded. "Very well Leo," he said waving his hand, only to have a vial orb into Leo's hands. "Throw this at the boy and you, along with the sisters, will be transferred into his memories. But they will be random memories; its purpose is only to show you how the future is, so there is no telling what it may show you."

Leo nodded, he knew he would have been able to count on Gideon; his old mentor. Gideon was on of the few Elders Leo trusted, he was the only one that really tried to understand what Leo was going through. He was also one of the few that sided with Leo; Gideon had even supported him and Piper when they wanted to get married. "I understand, Gideon." He sighed and for that one moment he let his desperation shine through on his face. "But we need to know what his motivations are. He could be here to help," Leo managed to force out, though he very much doubted it. "If he's not here to save Wyatt though, then he could very well here to change the future in worse ways. He could be here to harm the Charmed Ones, or he might be here to harm Wyatt and change the future of magic by going after its cradle."

Another Elder, Odin, nodded and sighed. "Very well, Leo." he said almost reluctantly, something that caused Leo to sigh. Of all the Elders, he disliked Odin the most. Deciding to leave before he angered one of the Elders, causing them to change their minds, Leo instantly dissolved into blue and white orbs leaving Up There and descending to Earth where he would tell his family of his plan.

It was time to uncover the truth of Chris Perry once and for all.

There was nothing in his way now. His family would support him.

Everything was going great.

Everything was going terribly.

Leo let out a huff as he looked back and forth between his two sister-in-laws that were still insistent on supporting Chris and it was getting to the point it was annoying. At least Piper was on his side, all he had to do was sway one more sister to his side. Two against one. Majority ruled.

"Come on, this is the only way to learn his true intentions!" Leo argued as Phoebe continued to shake her head back and forth while Paige raised a sceptical eyebrow at him. "We need to know the answers to our questions."

"But Leo," Phoebe said slowly, "this is not a simple matter of asking a few questions and getting answers! You said so yourself that you don't know what the potion will show us," she pointed out as she eyed the potion carefully. "We could see anything and there are some things that can't be known about the future."

Leo shook his head, "this spell wont show us the future per say," Leo said slowly to ensure that Phoebe would be able to keep up. "It will show us Chris' memories, that means that at some point we'll see proof to either support the theory that Chris can't be trusted," Leo sighed. "Or it'll give us proof that what Chris is saying is true. This is the only way for us to know for sure; Chris wont tell us."

"He is from the future," Paige said slowly, cringing back into her seat when Piper glared at her, "well he is!" She defended. "Changing things and knowing things that will happen in the future can be risky," she looked pointedly at Leo. "Or must I remind you all of the summer of love where a certain Grams almost remained a flower child forever, Sun God?"

Leo flushed.

Phoebe nodded, "And look at how Chris thought on his feet then to help out!"

"Not the point," Piper snapped as she turned her glare to Phoebe. "I don't care how much good he's done, I don't care how much he has helped, what I do care about is whether or not he can be trusted." Leo nodded along with her, "and I agree with Leo, this could be the only way we find out his endgame, so I say we take it." She smirked, "after all, the Elders agree."

"Um Piper," Paige said slowly from where she sat, a frown working its way onto her face as she arched one of her delicate eyebrows. She was confused by Piper's statement, Piper agreed to this because the Elders supported it, but didn't they usually do what the Elders didn't support? Did they even like the Elders? "I hate to break it to you, but we never agree with the Elders."

"Still not the point."

Leo nodded in agreement, "no matter about the past differences you've had with the Elders, they want to know what Chris is up to just as much as we do. I wont say he hasn't helped, because he has. He has done some good since he has been back here, but he has lied too much. We need to know what he's planning," he looked at Paige when he saw her façade crumbling. He almost had another sister on his side. Knowing that what he was about to sat was a low blow, Leo looked into Paige's eyes. "For Wyatt's sake."

"Oh," Paige frowned; Leo had played the nephew card. That was low, Leo and Piper both knew that she would walk through fire for her nephew; damn they were playing dirty. "They do have a point," she said slowly as she looked sheepishly at Phoebe whose mouth had dropped open while she stared incredulously at her baby sister. "I mean, Chris isn't our family, and hey, I don't hate the guy or anything, but this is Wyatt we're talking about. He's our family," she smiled at Piper, "and family comes first."

Piper nodded, "three against four," she announced, "meaning that we're decided," she said pointedly as she looked at Phoebe who let out a dramatic sigh of defeat as she let her head fall into her hands. "Phoebe?"

"This is a bad idea," Phoebe muttered as she shook her head back and forth, "Chris is never going to willingly let up go through his memories," she commented as she looked up at the three people, who in her mind, had just betrayed her by not listening to her opinion. Not only that, they were betraying Chris' trust. Hadn't Leo told the young white lighter that trust worked both ways? Chris would never trust them after this, assuming he would agree to this. Which he wouldn't. "He'll never agree to it, you know that."

Piper pursed her lips into a tight line as she thought that over, and she had to admit, Phoebe had a valid point. She wasn't going to just give up though, if Chris ever wanted to be in her good graces again, assuming that was possible, then he would come. "We'll see about that," she muttered as she crossed her arms across her chest. "CHRISTOPHER PERRY," she yelled in a motherly, commanding voice, one that had been perfected by Wyatt. "ORB YOUR ASS TO THE MANOR NOW!" She roared, "DON'T MAKE ME SUMMON YOUR ASS HERE! YOU HAVE TWO MINUTES!"

Chris grunted in annoyance when another demon - another demon - threw an energy ball at him. This was getting on his nerves; all he wanted was a simple answer! Did they, or did they not know who was plotting to go after the Twice Blessed? Diving to the ground as another energy ball was thrown his way, Chris growled as he glared up at the demon that had a smug smirk on his face.

"Didn't your mother teach you to play nice?" He hissed as he waved his hand and sent an abandoned Athame into the demon's chest with his telekinesis. "Guess not," he commented as he jumped to his feet.

Seeing the two remaining demons go to escape, Chris shook his head and jerked his left hadn't to the right and sent one of the demons flying while he gripped his other hand into a fist and flicked his hand violently to the right; effectively stopping the demon's heart. He sighed, "When will you ever learn?" He questioned as he watched the demon blow up into flames while his agonized screams filtered through the cavern.

Brushing himself off, Chris walked over to the other demon that was slowly climbing to his feet. "You're not going anywhere," he hissed as he narrowed his eyes, sending the demon flying into the cavern wall and pinned him there. Shaking his head, Chris walked over and stood in front of the demon while he sighed. "You should know better by now, Derird," he pointed out, "you make me run, I kick your ass."

Derird chuckled nervously as he regarded the young half-witch with careful eyes. "Chris?" He chuckled again, "oh Chris, I didn't know that was you! If … if I had known I never would have tried to get away," seeing Chris' sceptical look, he smiled. "Seriously I wouldn't have, we're buddies after all, right?"

Chris clicked his tongue as he stared the demon down, one of the many traits he had inherited from his mother. "We're not buddies," he commented, "we're not pals, we're not friends, we're not partners, and we're not neighbours. I am your total stranger," he applied more pressure to his telekinetic hold, causing the demon to wince. "Now, I am going to ask you a question, and you're going to answer. Lie to me, and I'll know." He walked up so he was close to the demon's face. "Is there anyone plotting against the Twice Blessed?"

Derird rolled his eyes, "he's the Twice Blessed," he said slowly. "He's been on the demonic hit list since he was conceived, there is always someone plotting against him." Derird rolled his eyes, "one day they want to turn him, the next they want to kill him, do you really expect me to keep up?" He questioned, but seeing the dangerous glint in Chris' eyes, he chuckled slightly. "Chris, about them wanting to kill him, I've never been involved in one of those plots, but you have to understand; he's the future leader of magic. There are some who fear his power; those who believe that amount of power should have never been allowed to be withheld in one body. There are some others, however, those that believe that if they harness him, harness his powers that they will be unconquerable."

Chris snorted at that thought, as if anyone would be able to control Wyatt. There were days growing up that Wyatt had never listened to their parents, Chris very much doubted that Wyatt would ever take orders from a demon; no matter what the circumstances were.

"That wasn't what I asked you," he sneered, "I asked you if you've heard of anyone plotting against him recently." Chris pointed out. "Come on, you're at the bottom of the food chain - the scum of the Underworld - if there are any plans forming you know about them, and do you know why? Because deep down you want to be part of something, so be part of something now. Help me stop the Twice Blessed, because if you don't he will grow up to slaughter your kind."

Okay, in the future, Wyatt also worked and ordered demons around all day, but that was beside the point.

"Or," Chris continued, "you may end up being one of his lackeys that he has work for him," he smirked. "Think about it, do you really want to work under the Twice Blessed of all people?" Chris questioned as he arched an eyebrow, "the paragon of all that is good."

"Apparently not," Derird pointed out. "Otherwise you wouldn't be back here cleaning up the Halliwell's mistakes," he taunted. "The only reason you're here is because somewhere along the line someone succeeded and got him to turn evil, and you're here to stop it." Seeing the look on Chris' face, he allowed a smug smirk to appear on his face. "The whole Underworld knows that is why you came back; the only thing we don't know is why." He frowned, "why do you care so much about the Twice Blessed?"

"It's none of your damn business!" Chris growled, "Just tell me who is plotting against-"

"The Twice Blessed," Deirid said in a bored tone as he rolled his eyes at Chris. "But one cannot help but wonder, why would a half white lighter from the future care so much about what happens to the Twice Blessed to the point where he would willingly work so closely with 'the scum of the Underworld'." He mused, "Surely it has more to do with the fact that he sends the world to hell in his future," he commented. "Maybe a personal connection?" He asked, seeing Chris tense up, he knew it was the correct answer. "But how does one meet the Twice Blessed? A friend?" The demon smirked, "is he your boyfriend?"

Chris almost gagged at the thought of that - Wyatt was his brother for Heaven's sakes!

Unaware of Chris' discomfort, Deirid continued. "Or maybe you're a friend of the family?" He raised an eyebrow when he got no movement out of Chris. "Or maybe you are the family. You seem to be the right age, especially if you're from twenty years in the future."

"Why don't you just answer the damn question?" Chris snapped.

Deirid coughed as he felt his throat closing off and struggled to get his next words out. "There has been a rumour," he wheezed, sighing in relief when he felt Chris ease up on his telekinetic hold, not much, but it helped. "There have been rumours flying around the Underworld about the Twice Blessed."

"What about him?" Chris growled.

"Something about there is too much power in him, something about he's too strong. Whoever this person is, they're desperate. They're willing to work with anybody to ensure that the Twice Blessed doesn't make it to the terrible twos."

"Who?"

"I don't know," Deirid stated, wincing when he felt his throat beginning to close off once more. "I swear, that's all I know." he pleaded. "They've been quiet recently, I think they know that you're looking for them, I swear, I don't know who it is." He closed his eyes, "that's all I know, that's all I know, they only want the boy."

Chris frowned but backed away from Deirid anyway and sighed as he ran his fingers through his hands, yet another trait he had inherited from his mother. Someone thought Wyatt was too powerful, okay Chris could see the logic behind that thought. Not even one-year's old and the kid had managed to conjure a dragon, Chris thought bitterly. Okay, sure, his brother was the evil tyrant of the future, but that didn't mean the inferiority complex went away.

Wyatt Matthew Halliwell had been born with more power in his pinkie finger than most witches had in their entire body, and because of that fact, someone wanted him dead. It wasn't Wyatt's fault, he was the Twice Blessed for heaven's sakes! He was bound to be powerful, magic stopped for his birth and now someone wanted to kill him. An innocent baby? What the hell was the matter with this person? One too many blows to the head?

His brother was the heir to Camelot and Excalibur and the Twice Blessed all wrapped up in a tight little package that radiated nothing but power, but Chris knew Wyatt could handle his power. If someone hadn't screwed him up, Wyatt would be fine right now and Chris would be living the happy life.

"That's all they want?" Chris questioned, just to make sure.

"Yes," Deirid assured, "they only want the boy."

Chris nodded and went to respond to Deirid's words but stopped when he heard a terrible ringing in his ears. "CHRISTOPHER PERRY," his mother roared in a motherly tone that he knew all to well, no one dared to defy that tone. Not when it came from their mother, and especially not when their mother was Piper Halliwell. "ORB YOUR ASS TO THE MANOR NOW! DO NOT MAKE ME SUMMON YOUR ASS HERE! YOU HAVE TWO MINUTES!"

Chris froze at that sentence, in those simple words Piper sounded more like his mother than he ever thought possible. Sure, they were the same person - or they would be the same person - but it didn't mean he had been prepared for the sudden sense of dread that filled his body and embedded itself into his very soul.

Then again, who wanted to remember the day their mother died and their world began to fall apart?

'Christopher Perry Halliwell, you orb your ass home to the manor now, young man!" His mother had called out to him. "I don't care if it is your fourteenth Birthday and it is disturbing to spend time with your family, I want you home now. You too Wyatt Matthew! Do not make me summon you here! You both have two minutes!'

That had been his mother's words on the day of his fourteenth Birthday, and like always, Chris had orbed home the moment he had heard the tone in his mother's voice; Wyatt had been entering his rebellious stage, and had not. That had been when the demons had attacked, and even though there had been a Charmed One and a half-witch, half-Elder, the demons had somehow managed to get the upper hand.

Chris knew how.

His mother had been to preoccupied keeping an eye on him that she had never seen the attack coming, and as a result, she had died giving room for the evil that had laid dormant in Wyatt to break free.

It had been his fault his mother had died.

It was his fault Wyatt was a tyrant.

Sure, he had called for someone to come help him but he had made the grave mistake of calling for his father first. Chris had been naïve as a fourteen year old, he knew Leo would never come for him, but he had thought, he had truly believed that Leo would have come for Piper; the woman he loved.

Once again, Leo had let his youngest son down, so Chris had called out for the other members of his family that would be able to help him. He had called his Aunt Paige and his brother, which was when everything went black. The next thing Chris remembered was waking up feeling the comfortable, warm glow of healing, only to open his eyes to see his brother and sister, both with red-rimmed eyes.

Wyatt had managed to save him, but it had been too late for Piper.

Hearing the annoyance in Piper's voice, Chris sighed and looked at Deirid, "I have to go," he said simply, "but I'll be back." Chris narrowed his eyes, "it would be in your best interests to keep those eyes and ears of yours open," he advised as he dissolved into millions of blue and white particles to go see what his mother wanted.

He only prayed his mother didn't try to blow him up.

Hopefully this was just a talk, her being willing to hear him out, but Christopher Perry Halliwell was no fool, and despite that fact that he wasn't born yet, he knew his mother. Which wasn't a good thing right now; because something told him that the last thing Piper wanted right now was to talk.

She probably wanted answers; answers he couldn't give, either that or answers he didn't have.

Oh yeah, this was going to be fun.

Piper growled as she continued to pace back and forth, back and forth, to and fro around her kitchen while she waited for Chris to grace them with his presence. She had been wrong to give him two minutes; she should have given him ten seconds. That way she would not have to put up with all of this annoying pacing and could have gotten answers out of him by now, or at least blew his ass up.

She was open to either outcome.

"CHRISTOPHER!" She shouted again, causing both her sisters to cringe away from her while Leo appeared in a shower of orbs. Taking a deep breath Piper's mood instantly changed as she looked at Leo. "Is Wyatt okay with Sheila until this is all over?" She asked and Leo nodded. "Good," Piper said as she whirled around and crossed both her arms. "CHRISTOPHER PERRY I WILL NOT CALL YOU AGAIN. I WILL, HOWEVER, SUMMON YOU." She threatened.

Suddenly blue and white orbs appeared, "Yeah?" Chris asked as soon as he materialized. He frowned once he realised who was there, mainly Leo. When Leo was willingly in the same room as him, that was usually a very bad thing. He sighed, never taking his eyes off Leo, "what do you want?"

He had come prepared to talk to his mother and his aunts; Leo, well he was never willing to talk to his father. He didn't have enough practice in that front, something that was Leo's fault. It was not Chris' fault - Leo had been a crappy father.

Piper frowned and narrowed her eyes at Chris. "Don't take that tone with me, young man," she warned in a tone that made Chris' eyes widen and he had to remind himself that he was in the past, that this was not his mother. He had to admit, though, it was close enough to her, and that scared him. Chris couldn't allow Piper to become mom, that would be confusing, and it wouldn't benefit anyone.

Chris swallowed and nodded, and if anyone had been paying attention, they would have noticed the sheer emotion in his eyes as he looked at Piper with something that resembled affection, that was until he put his façade back up. If this had been his mother he would have muttered an apology, but this was Piper. He was nothing more than her annoying, neurotic, pain in the ass of a white lighter. He wasn't anyone to her; to Piper he was just her white lighter. That was it. Nothing more, maybe less though.

"What can I help you with?" Chris asked as he crossed his arms across his chest.

"Where were you?" Phoebe asked as she ignored Chris' question and looked at the younger witch who seemed to be full of dirt, not to mention he looked tired, no not tired. Chris looked plain exhausted, and something told her that it was their fault.

Her fault.

Chris shrugged, "Underworld," he answered as if it were to be expected, but he brushed it off before Leo could start accusing him of being evil … again. "So," he began as his eyes shifted from his two aunts and then to his mother before, reluctantly, flicking to Leo. "What do you want?"

Piper sighed and walked over to a table, picked up the potion, and held up the vile in font of Chris' face, "Chris," she began a little gruffly as she watched Chris stare at the vile as if it were a demon that needed to be vanquished. Did the boy ever give it a rest? "This is a potion," she said slowly as she tried to keep the anger out of her voice while she spoke to Chris as if he were a child. Little did she know he was a child.

Her child.

Despite the fear that he was feeling in his chest about that, Chris rolled his eyes. It was a potion; he knew that! He was part witch of course he knew that, every witch knew what a potion looked like! That didn't mean he was comfortable with the idea of Piper holding a potion in front of him while Leo's face held a smug smile and his two aunts looks guilty, almost ashamed. Not with the sisters here, all looking at him with Piper - the sister that hated him at the moment - holding a potion. Chris didn't like this at all, especially not with Leo there. That man had had it out for him ever since he had come to the past! Sighing, Chris frowned.

"I can see that," Chris stated as his eyes darted from person to person, and there was something in Phoebe and Paige's eyes that told him they weren't completely on board with this, but Piper and Leo's eyes held nothing but determination. Really, really not good. "So what?"

Phoebe sighed when she saw the fear lurking behind Chris' jade orbs, even though she couldn't get a reading off him, something told her she knew what he was thinking. It was almost as if she had seen that facial expression before, on another person, but she had seen it…somewhere.

"It's going to let us see the future," Phoebe said reluctantly as Piper steeled her glaze. Apparently, the older witch was prepared to defend their decision, and seeing Chris' eyes immediately darken Phoebe felt as though Piper would have to - Chris wasn't letting them do this willingly. "Chris," she began again. "We wont be seen by anyone," Phoebe pointed out as if it made all the difference. It didn't. "It's made so we watch everything that happens without being seen, so there really isn't any harm in going. No one will see us."

Chris shook his head, appalled by the idea. "No!" He stated crossing his arms. "We are not leap-frogging," he spat, "around the future! Are you insane?" he demanded as he fought to keep his anger under control. It was no good for him to lose it now; he had let too many things about the future be known already. His family didn't need to learn about his powers. Seeing the smug looks on Piper and Leo's faces, Chris narrowed his eyes, not liking it one bit. "Who the hell agreed to this?"

A smirk appeared on Piper's face, and that immediately made Chris rethink what was happening. He knew that look. That was the look his mother got when she had him cornered, even if he didn't know it at the time. "The Elders," Piper said smugly.

Damn it, she had done it again, Chris thought bitterly, only to have his eyes widen as he once again started his mantra. She's not Mom. Mom died, this is Piper. She isn't Mom. Once he had those thoughts under control,Chris paused in thought and his eyes bounced to Leo, at which point sent Leo a withering glare that held the disbelief he felt, Leo - his father - had blind sighted him and went to the Elders for backup and Chris knew why. If it was what the Elders wanted, he had no choice than to go along, if he got the Elders against him they would send him back to the future without a second thought. That meant he would never get to save Wyatt, and even though Chris had himself convinced he didn't care about Leo, Chris couldn't help the glimmer of betrayal at shimmered in his eyes.

Would it kill the man to hold some sort of affection for him?

Even if it were the amount of affection Leo gave to the scum on the bottom of his shoes, it would be an improvement of the treatment he gave Chris. Chris wasn't just talking about the treatment since he had been in the past; he was talking about the future as well. Leo had done too much in the future, to many awful deeds, ones that Chris could never forgive - no matter how hard Leo fought for his forgiveness.

In this case, though, in the past, it seemed Chris had no worries - Leo would never fight for his forgiveness.

Taking a deep breath, Chris glared up at the ceiling and shook his head, "damn hypocrites," he muttered simply.

Who did these four think had told him not to reveal too much about the future? It had been an Elder! Now in this time the Elders were supporting the decision to leapfrog through the future. Hypocrites. Seeing the look on their faces, Chris knew they weren't going to give this up, at least Piper and Leo wouldn't. Not when the Elders were backing them up, his only hopes were Paige and Phoebe.

"No," Chris said firmly as he crossed his arms across his chest. "No, we're not going to watch the future as if it's some terrible horror flick," he said firmly. "The future isn't some little show you can go watch, it's too dangerous for that and that's final."

"Why?" Paige quested as a frown marred her features and she looked at Chris through narrowed eyes as though she was a child and Chris had just taken away her favourite toy. Didn't Chris realise that they couldn't keep arguing like this? One side or the other had to give, and she knew it wouldn't be Leo or Piper. This could be the only way for Chris to earn their trust back, and if he had nothing to hide, why was he fighting them? Unless, Piper and Leo had been right, and Chris Perry was up to something. "It could help us trust you again." She pointed out.

Chris shook his head, "no, that is not a good enough reason to tell you about the future - let alone let you see it!" He shouted, "Besides, this isn't up to you!" He pointed out, "this is the future and you are not seeing it, you can see it when you get there." Assuming you live that long, he thought sadly, his face giving no sign of his morbid thoughts. "End of discussion."

Piper grinded her teeth together as she placed her hands on her hips and looked at Chris with something that resembled a look between annoyance and hate. "But we already pointed out to you we wont be seen," she pointed out, "we'll be seeing things that have already happened, meaning there is nothing to worry about," she argued. "If we wont be seen then there is no harm, right?"

Chris looked at Piper in a look of pure disbelief, "No Harm," he repeated as he stood to his full height and stared his mother down, unaware that they were standing in the exact same stance. "No harm?" he repeated once more. "What do you mean by no harm?" Chris demanded, "Yes there is harm!" Chris yelled. Yes, there was harm. Were they crazy? Not that anyone in his family had ever been sane, but he couldn't let them do this. They could find out who he was, and Wyatt! What if they seen Wyatt like that? They didn't deserve that! Hell, he didn't even think Leo deserved that. Moreover, his cousins, his sister, what if they seen something that erased them? What if - Leo cut off Chris' internal ran …

"No Piper is right," Leo interrupted as he glared at the man that had ruined his life, unaware of the fact that he had been one of the ones that gave Chris his life. "If we can't be seen there is no harm because if you do 'save the future,'" assuming that Chris was here to save the future. "Then that future wont exist when you go back. Meaning that there is no harm in us knowing what could be, if anything it will only make up more determined to save the future if we know what could happen to it." Leo narrowed his eyes, "assuming there is something wrong in the future."

Chris narrowed his eyes at his father, and unlike when he was looking at one of the sisters, Chris eyes held nothing but pure anger and hatred. Sure, he knew after the whole Wyatt incident that they didn't trust him completely, but this? This was beyond mistrust. "What?" He asked bitterly, "you don't trust me now?" He demanded while his father's words from the bridge rang in his head; for the record Chris, I do trust you. It appeared as though Chris had fallen victim to yet another one of Leo's lies.

When would he ever learn?

"Do you really want me to answer that?"

Phoebe took a deep breath, "Chris, Leo is right," she pointed out. "If you save the future, then the future we'll see wont exist."

Chris ran a hand through his hair, yet another habit he had gotten from his mother, and he sighed. "That's true," he agreed, "but that doesn't mean I'm changing my mind about this!" He said stubbornly, "seeing the future is too dangerous." Chris sighed, what his aunt and father were saying was true though, maybe his father wasn't as dim-witted as he had thought. "Some things wont change," He pointed out. "And it's too big of a risk for you to see it!"

Leo's eyes widened at that thought, he hadn't thought about that, but then his eyes shifted into a glare once more and he smiled smugly. "Like what?" He questioned as he looked at Chris, he was reeling the half white lighter in now. "Is there something you don't want us to see?" Leo challenged, believing he finally had his proof. Chris was evil. It was final.

"Yes actually," Chris replied as his minds flashed to all the secrets he was hiding. He didn't want them to know that the Charmed Ones were all dead, he didn't want them to know about the members of the next generation that had died, and he did not want them to see any future children they would have; he didn't want to risk erasing his family.

Least of all, he didn't want them to know who he really was.

"No matter what I do in the past there are some things that wont change, no matter how much people want them to!" Chris said as tears began glazing over his eyes. If he had his way, Chris would save his family. He would ensure that his aunts never died, he would keep Piper alive, and he would make sure that Melinda would live to be an adult; he would do everything in his power to make sure that Leo would be around this time. He wanted to save his family, but he couldn't. "And I hate to break it to you, but there are some things you can't know, because it may screw things up even more than they already are!" Chris shouted, if that was at all possible. "And I have to tell you, things are pretty bad!"

"See!" Piper interrupted now that she finally had something to use against Chris. She could use his own words against him, "we have no proof of that," she pointed out. "We only have your word on that. We do not know how bad things are, so what you are saying doesn't really mean a hell of a lot to us. Therefore, if we could only see what's so bad, maybe we'll be more willing to help." She said a little smugly, "So, why can't you stop fighting us, and work with us?"

Chris sighed and looked to Phoebe for help, knowing that she was a bit more hesitant about this, since she was the only one not arguing with him. "Phoebe," he pleaded, praying that this would be one of the times Phoebe did not give into her sisters. He only hoped that even though she didn't know who he was to her, that she would side with him. "Please?"

Phoebe bit her lip, "I-"

"Nope," Piper said. "She's not saving you on this one. We're going," Piper said in a final tone and then before anyone could protest, she threw the vile at Chris' feet only to have a smoke appear around all of them and take them to see the future.

The moment the smoke appeared though, Paige and Phoebe had a bad feeling in their stomachs, and something told them that something was going to go wrong.

Chris on the other hand knew that he was going to regret this, something was bound to come out, and whatever it was, Chris felt as though it wasn't going to be a good something. He only prayed to every deity that existed that it wasn't his identity.

That would be terrible.

But he had to prepare himself for that possibility because, since when did anything go his way? No scratch that, had there ever been a Halliwell that had had good luck?

Author's Note : Yeah, see I told you I would update sooner or later. Sure, it was more on the later side, but please note I have my series. I really enjoyed this chapter, I love writing Chris, he is one of the main reasons my stories revolve around the next generation - Wyatt being another one. I love them; I even love Wyatt when he is evil. I loved him in Chris Crossed! I don't know why, but I did. In addition, in Imaginary Fiends and Forever Charmed he was such a blabbermouth - sigh - I love them. Moving on, in the next chapter we are going to get to see Chris' memories. Nevertheless, I am going to try to make them more interesting memories, not ones that are done repeatedly. Please review.